A month into the job of Prime Fantasist, as the nation waits to find out when and where his next holiday will be, Jonah Burnbum’s M.O is now clear. He tells people to their faces that he will make everything great.
Then, when he has buried his head in the sand again at one of his bunkers, a minion gets the job of telling the meeja there won’t be the cash for it.
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